Circumstances they say has no preference

that’s why some of us don’t just go through life

but allow it to penetrate through us


Life has a way of treating us

Sometimes, our destinies are covered with woes

To some of us, there are some weapons we still don’t know how to use

Like the one for the heart


But on the brink of wickedness

I will take no chance instead, steal that power

I could forgive you of all your fussy torture

But a face like yours belongs to the zoo

Don’t worry, I will be there too

Not in the cage though, but beside your pen laughing at you


For I have no knowledge of your fecklessness in your venomous wickedness

I have tasted agony; I could still see the malign in your eyes

I see the smiles that’s locked inside which I cannot connect

And I can also see the pain in my weak eyes

Many times in fact, I know the bumps and resonances

But soon one day I know, my heart will respite

And on that day, I’ll be counted as just another victim




Eyes + Words

Written by Jacob Ibrag

‘Where is all of this

going?’ She looked at him

as he began to get dressed.

Defeatedwith hislethargic

reaction,she tookhis hand

and guided it to her chest.

‘It’s breakingin frontof

you, do you even care?’

Photographer Unknown

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First it was force

Next it was for the one

I was a dish to be eaten with greed

Every touch merely created a new distance

If I touched in return, a suspicion followed

About the origins of a knowledge

That may be just coded in the X (wrong) chromosome…..

Enforced passivity like stone or death

Bruises or bites, intimacy of violence left me cold

It was more like making hate

I grew closer to a star in the window with passing nights

Darkness became familiar in the corners of a body

Not seen by light or lens of human eyes ….

All the mindfulness was it just foreplay?

A clever ploy for a fulfillment where I was excluded

Witnessing a mute tear of loneliness with in

Growing hopeless by the hour

If you say you love me

I am afraid you will love me less after making love…….

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Eyes + Words


“I am an excitable person who only

understands life lyrically, musically, in

whom feelings are much stronger as reason.

I am so thirsty for the marvelous that only the

marvelous has power over me. Anything I can not

transform into something marvelous, I let go. Reality

doesn’t impress me. I only believe in intoxication,

in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I

escape, one way or another. No more walls.”

– Anaïs Nin

Photography by Alessio Albi

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